Another year has gone home decorating
It 'not so much that place and it was a year of hibernation, in which a lot has happened but it seems that remained the same to others. One year plans have not kept, so it slips away. Perhaps on a personal level is not really a boon to the permanent position. You lazy, makes you a slave of the banality of everyday life. It makes you think you have time for this, for that. But then you live a life that does not satisfy you never repetitive full. I looked, the Corriere della Sera, the photographs featuring the 2010. It seems like yesterday that flowed those of 2009, almost all terrible as these, including earthquakes, natural disasters, wars, terrorism, violence, and women disfigured by acid. Here and there some wind sports and politics. These are events that you make you feel small and useless in this world. And not for their positions in society, because even I was a big undertaking your life would be made of budgets and profit. Lately I'm becoming more and more melancholy, I would be more sure of what I want so at least give me a wake up. It 'been my greatest respect, not maintained in 2010 and propose again in 2011. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all:).
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Friday, December 17, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Amber Rose Purple Dress
Leverage. Nathan Ford. 064. Fall
Title: Paris
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Sophie Deveraux
Pairing: Nathan / Sophie
Prompt: 064. Fall
Rating: Yellow
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy
Plot: Sophie door at the home of Nathan chestnuts, but Parker is there. They begin to eat leaves and Sophie take the memories ...
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it
'Hey, you're at home? Who wants chestnuts? "Sophie returned with a bag from which you raised a good smell that put your mouth water. Parker looked up, curious, frowning.
"Chestnuts?" Said and stood up from his chair in the kitchen, where he was eating cereal with milk.
"chestnuts." Pointed out the other, putting the plastic bag on the table, the strong odor emanating Parker attracted like a magnet. He spent his eyes from cereal and milk to the envelope and decided to throw his spoon into the cup, which she placed on the peninsula and reached into his bag, looking for a roast chestnut. He took a punch and he sat in the place he had left.
"The others where are they?" Sophie said, taking off his coat.
"Eliot did not say, Hardison wanted to try the new satellite of the van and Nathan is below the bar. "doth accurately Parker, who knew more impersonal in tone.
Sophie nodded, noting with approval the grimace came on the face of the thief. "I suppose you're drunk again." He said, and sighed, sat down on the short side of the table, even taking her a chestnut. He opened the shell, looking very carefully how this unfolds, resulting in a slight crack. "You know, Nathan and I met at Paris."
Parker, who chewed with excessive zeal, he raised up her look a bit 'suspicious of who you are asking why such confidence is made. The skin had left close to the bag and was about to discard another time to finish what he had in his mouth, Sophie did not seem to have woken up and seemed set to come undecided whether to continue to talk or not. For Parker, things were less complicated: the history of Nathan and Sophie was a story that could not miss and what I felt was amazing to be able, without having done anything to tear her a little more information.
"Yes" Sophie began to chew, too. "We were at this time of year, you know? I was following him to understand what kind was it, study it a bit 'and damn, the next time we would meet I had the impression that I would not have done it again to save and that, sooner or later we would meet again. You know, during that shot, I've gotten a surprise move and the skin of our teeth. Nathan has always been pretty darn smart, and although I have taken, that time we went very close. "He sighed, shaking his head. "He was sexy then too, but you know ... was married. "
'With Maggie." adds Parker.
Sophie looked up at her and gave her hand, holding the palm up. "Yes," agreed, maintaining, however, absorbed a tone. "Every time I eat roasted chestnuts, I remember that day in Paris, opposite the Eiffel Tower. Down there, selling roasted chestnuts and, thus, when I saw a cart just two blocks from here, I could not resist and I gave it to my savings fund. "
" You could steal them, "Parker said, but Sophie did not listen.
"It was against one of the carts and it was ordering a bag just like this, Nathan, I mean. Do not ask me why I did that, probably, the thing is now no longer do it again, especially given that until a few days earlier he had chased me for half Paris and I should've been gone for a while, 'but ...' rose shoulders. Parker did not try to speak as he had the feeling that would not have been heard and then the story began to get interesting.
"I approached him, he was discarding a chestnut, that's right. "and imitated the gesture, making herself the first to bite and chew with the chestnut taste. "And he turned, slowly, he laid eyes on him. He immediately knew who I was. He told me ... Deveraux mademoiselle, you are putting into the hands of the wolf? "
" I just came to say goodbye, Mr. Ford. I'm about to leave Paris and seemed polite to shake hands with those who have spent so much time groped to catch them. "
Nathan had merely observed, curiously, did not seem bothered by his words, more than anything else was intrigued and amused by the woman who was so brazen to go and also to search through the streets of Paris, after he had been chasing all over town and all over Europe.
"So you found my name, eh?" He said.
"You know my name, it is right that we fight on equal terms and that I know of yours." Sophie replied, calmly, putting on an air of flirtatious.
Nathan had sneered at the argument. "You know, none of which do the hunting, usually, I am looking for: they think is the best way to get caught."
"Why should I fear such a thing?"
"I could have with me a team of policemen stationed nearby. "
" How could you? Now the loot is gone, the Paris police will certainly committed to look elsewhere and I do not think even you would have expected that we would see today. And then, even if I went to a pay phone, I'd already gone. "He raised his hands, fingers, and opening his arms, as if to mimic or perform a magic trick. "And you have missed a call. The Paris authorities are quite rude with those who call for no reason and especially to talk about the thief who mocked them under their own nose. "
Nathan had curled his lips and nodded in turn, thoughtful, persuaded by those arguments. "So what do you want from me, if you do not want to be arrested, Deveraux mademoiselle?"
Sophie had shrugged his shoulders. "As I mentioned before, only to say goodbye e. .. "he lowered his voice, leaning forward, with the conspiratorial air of one who wants to uncover a secret spicy. "Tell you that, next time, when we meet, you will never get me."
He seemed amused by those words, his eyes were crossed by a flash. "You're a challenge?"
"Call it what you want."
"Okay. So I bet you'll catch. "
Eyebrows were raised edited by Sophie, his expression showed all his skepticism. "Do you really? I'm not a dilettante, and you should have understood. "
" Believe me, I now know how and why I do not escape. "Nathan had made a step forward, closer to her so much that he had violated every rule of conduct on the distance that should take two strangers because they do not encroach on another's living space.
Sophie had not felt in awe, but he felt something that is very close to that feeling. Did not intend to give in front of his eyes. This helped him to become even more attractive to their eyes to what was at first sight. There was amazement, not safety or presumption, as in that moment, when he raised his hand and it was submitted. And he understood that the man was too intriguing to miss. 'A little more pepper in it can not do anything but make me do better. Until next time, Nathan Ford. "Joined him and spoke to him in the ear, in barely a whisper. He had discovered something about him, during that little exchange of words and would never let slip an opportunity to hit at least a little '. "Be careful that this is not me to use some tricks on you. Now you know how to reason. "
He continued on his way, pausing a second before disappearing behind her for her way to Paris, leaving him in front of the Eiffel Tower without a word, or perhaps too many, and maybe an epithet unladylike against him.
"So? And what did you say? Sophie? "
Parker's voice came the distant, as if in a movie and a flashback in black and black, he did a voiceover by the main character disorder, and reported to the harsh reality. Sophie looked at the bag of roasted chestnuts and smiled, nostalgic, while the eyes of Parker drilling, with morbid curiosity.
"Sophie?" Called her back again. "Well? What did you say? "
" Not much. But I stole his bag of roasted chestnuts ... "was the reply, a bit 'guilty and a bit' vague, Sophie. "Should not have been very happy, but I had to resize a bit 'his ego ... will never change, I suppose. "
exchanged glances. Parker seemed pleased with the turn of the conversation had taken. "You stole the roast to Nathan?"
Sophie looked at her quickly, before you look away, an embarrassed smile, the pursed lips. 'E' stupid, right? "
" Not so much ... I would even stole this one. "said Parker. Sophie looked at his finger pointing toward the envelope. The chestnuts were rapidly cooling down.
"We end up eating them." He said. "Before you come back up and can think of reproach that story."
Title: Paris
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Sophie Deveraux
Pairing: Nathan / Sophie
Prompt: 064. Fall
Rating: Yellow
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy
Plot: Sophie door at the home of Nathan chestnuts, but Parker is there. They begin to eat leaves and Sophie take the memories ...
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it
'Hey, you're at home? Who wants chestnuts? "Sophie returned with a bag from which you raised a good smell that put your mouth water. Parker looked up, curious, frowning.
"Chestnuts?" Said and stood up from his chair in the kitchen, where he was eating cereal with milk.
"chestnuts." Pointed out the other, putting the plastic bag on the table, the strong odor emanating Parker attracted like a magnet. He spent his eyes from cereal and milk to the envelope and decided to throw his spoon into the cup, which she placed on the peninsula and reached into his bag, looking for a roast chestnut. He took a punch and he sat in the place he had left.
"The others where are they?" Sophie said, taking off his coat.
"Eliot did not say, Hardison wanted to try the new satellite of the van and Nathan is below the bar. "doth accurately Parker, who knew more impersonal in tone.
Sophie nodded, noting with approval the grimace came on the face of the thief. "I suppose you're drunk again." He said, and sighed, sat down on the short side of the table, even taking her a chestnut. He opened the shell, looking very carefully how this unfolds, resulting in a slight crack. "You know, Nathan and I met at Paris."
Parker, who chewed with excessive zeal, he raised up her look a bit 'suspicious of who you are asking why such confidence is made. The skin had left close to the bag and was about to discard another time to finish what he had in his mouth, Sophie did not seem to have woken up and seemed set to come undecided whether to continue to talk or not. For Parker, things were less complicated: the history of Nathan and Sophie was a story that could not miss and what I felt was amazing to be able, without having done anything to tear her a little more information.
"Yes" Sophie began to chew, too. "We were at this time of year, you know? I was following him to understand what kind was it, study it a bit 'and damn, the next time we would meet I had the impression that I would not have done it again to save and that, sooner or later we would meet again. You know, during that shot, I've gotten a surprise move and the skin of our teeth. Nathan has always been pretty darn smart, and although I have taken, that time we went very close. "He sighed, shaking his head. "He was sexy then too, but you know ... was married. "
'With Maggie." adds Parker.
Sophie looked up at her and gave her hand, holding the palm up. "Yes," agreed, maintaining, however, absorbed a tone. "Every time I eat roasted chestnuts, I remember that day in Paris, opposite the Eiffel Tower. Down there, selling roasted chestnuts and, thus, when I saw a cart just two blocks from here, I could not resist and I gave it to my savings fund. "
" You could steal them, "Parker said, but Sophie did not listen.
"It was against one of the carts and it was ordering a bag just like this, Nathan, I mean. Do not ask me why I did that, probably, the thing is now no longer do it again, especially given that until a few days earlier he had chased me for half Paris and I should've been gone for a while, 'but ...' rose shoulders. Parker did not try to speak as he had the feeling that would not have been heard and then the story began to get interesting.
"I approached him, he was discarding a chestnut, that's right. "and imitated the gesture, making herself the first to bite and chew with the chestnut taste. "And he turned, slowly, he laid eyes on him. He immediately knew who I was. He told me ... Deveraux mademoiselle, you are putting into the hands of the wolf? "
" I just came to say goodbye, Mr. Ford. I'm about to leave Paris and seemed polite to shake hands with those who have spent so much time groped to catch them. "
Nathan had merely observed, curiously, did not seem bothered by his words, more than anything else was intrigued and amused by the woman who was so brazen to go and also to search through the streets of Paris, after he had been chasing all over town and all over Europe.
"So you found my name, eh?" He said.
"You know my name, it is right that we fight on equal terms and that I know of yours." Sophie replied, calmly, putting on an air of flirtatious.
Nathan had sneered at the argument. "You know, none of which do the hunting, usually, I am looking for: they think is the best way to get caught."
"Why should I fear such a thing?"
"I could have with me a team of policemen stationed nearby. "
" How could you? Now the loot is gone, the Paris police will certainly committed to look elsewhere and I do not think even you would have expected that we would see today. And then, even if I went to a pay phone, I'd already gone. "He raised his hands, fingers, and opening his arms, as if to mimic or perform a magic trick. "And you have missed a call. The Paris authorities are quite rude with those who call for no reason and especially to talk about the thief who mocked them under their own nose. "
Nathan had curled his lips and nodded in turn, thoughtful, persuaded by those arguments. "So what do you want from me, if you do not want to be arrested, Deveraux mademoiselle?"
Sophie had shrugged his shoulders. "As I mentioned before, only to say goodbye e. .. "he lowered his voice, leaning forward, with the conspiratorial air of one who wants to uncover a secret spicy. "Tell you that, next time, when we meet, you will never get me."
He seemed amused by those words, his eyes were crossed by a flash. "You're a challenge?"
"Call it what you want."
"Okay. So I bet you'll catch. "
Eyebrows were raised edited by Sophie, his expression showed all his skepticism. "Do you really? I'm not a dilettante, and you should have understood. "
" Believe me, I now know how and why I do not escape. "Nathan had made a step forward, closer to her so much that he had violated every rule of conduct on the distance that should take two strangers because they do not encroach on another's living space.
Sophie had not felt in awe, but he felt something that is very close to that feeling. Did not intend to give in front of his eyes. This helped him to become even more attractive to their eyes to what was at first sight. There was amazement, not safety or presumption, as in that moment, when he raised his hand and it was submitted. And he understood that the man was too intriguing to miss. 'A little more pepper in it can not do anything but make me do better. Until next time, Nathan Ford. "Joined him and spoke to him in the ear, in barely a whisper. He had discovered something about him, during that little exchange of words and would never let slip an opportunity to hit at least a little '. "Be careful that this is not me to use some tricks on you. Now you know how to reason. "
He continued on his way, pausing a second before disappearing behind her for her way to Paris, leaving him in front of the Eiffel Tower without a word, or perhaps too many, and maybe an epithet unladylike against him.
"So? And what did you say? Sophie? "
Parker's voice came the distant, as if in a movie and a flashback in black and black, he did a voiceover by the main character disorder, and reported to the harsh reality. Sophie looked at the bag of roasted chestnuts and smiled, nostalgic, while the eyes of Parker drilling, with morbid curiosity.
"Sophie?" Called her back again. "Well? What did you say? "
" Not much. But I stole his bag of roasted chestnuts ... "was the reply, a bit 'guilty and a bit' vague, Sophie. "Should not have been very happy, but I had to resize a bit 'his ego ... will never change, I suppose. "
exchanged glances. Parker seemed pleased with the turn of the conversation had taken. "You stole the roast to Nathan?"
Sophie looked at her quickly, before you look away, an embarrassed smile, the pursed lips. 'E' stupid, right? "
" Not so much ... I would even stole this one. "said Parker. Sophie looked at his finger pointing toward the envelope. The chestnuts were rapidly cooling down.
"We end up eating them." He said. "Before you come back up and can think of reproach that story."
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
What Does A Neutral Do
Leverage. Nathan Ford. 063.
Title: The importance of the words
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Sophie Deveraux
Pairing: Nathan / Sophie
Prompt: 063. Summer
Rating: Yellow
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy
Plot: At the end of a mission, Nathan and Sophie find themselves talk. Nathan, however, it combines one of his ...
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it
The chicken was staring at her with adoring air, too adoring, and lingered insistently on his legs are constantly moistened Nathan lips and doubted it was because he was thirsty. "With a good drink and a nice air mattress between me, my costume bath and the water of this beautiful pool, everything is perfect, mon cher. "he was saying and Sophie, Nathan, those words came uncomfortably good ear, through the damn headset. He wanted a drink of liquor though, given the season, would be more suitable as a drink glow that Sophie was holding in one hand. Instead had to pretend to prune the plants. And the shear weighed a lot, especially in that heat wave.
"Sophie," called her back. "Stop flatter and begins to talk business. I want to leave. "
" I want to overthrow the mat. "Parker was saying, working with the safe, a floor above them.
"Why?" Asked the voice of Hardison.
"that pig Because I do not like it at all." Replied the girl, this time absorbed. "Maybe we could pass it off as an accident! Nathan is the closest. "Through the headset, all of them noticed the amused tone and sadist with whom he said the words that follow:" I'm sure there are already thinking about an hour. From what is there to bask in the sun? Ah, like cooked oysters. "He stopped, struck by a thought, then said, quickly:" They say that they are an aphrodisiac. "
" Parker continues to do your job, "Nathan said curtly. He continued to look through the hedge, passionate Sophie that rubbed my foot on the calf of their chicken, but not without experiencing the desire to amputate as he did with that branch which, unfortunately, not have been cut out: now, that poor duck, its beak was missing everything.
Not bad, so the place would be attached, once they had unmasked the guy.
* Six hours later, after beating some security officers, the hacker hacked, broken into a burglar and a memorable stop, the team had decided to enjoy a well earned rest in the villa of the rich profiteer, before returning to base, with a reasonable allowance for their clients and a bit 'more justice to the world. Nathan and Sophie, half-reclining on the mattress, exchanged a toast.
Parker, Hardison and Eliot were admiring the portrait gallery that would soon be sent to auction and why Parker had so much longed for and asked Nathan to get one for them, as compensation for all the heat they had to endure, along with barrel, but this had added Eliot.
'It was really a great day, eh? "
Sophie's voice came muffled to the ears, but still managed to tear him from his thoughts and the contemplation of his glass filled with that same red liquid that she and their last victim had been drinking that afternoon, before they leave him to finish that thing that Nathan and she continued to refuse to propose. "Eh? Ah, yes, yes. "
'E' Something happened, Nathan? I see strange ... "his eyes suddenly thinned, and his lips curled. "You were jealous, by any chance?"
"No. .." he said, grimacing uncaring.
"Sure?"
"Yes, well ..."
"So what is it?"
"Nothing." He replied, then, dare to drink a long drink of that thing. He was strong. And at that point was all that mattered. "Really nothing. Great night, great booty. This house, this pool, even the mattress ... "
" You and I ... "suggested Sophie, in a low voice, allusive. His eyes clear
Nathan pushed to lower her. "Yes, well. Even. "
" What do you mean too? "
" We are here. "He explained, and ventured to look again. He had a look of reproach that he brought the doubt have said something wrong. And was wondering what it is, after all, did not seem to have said nothing that could be misunderstood or read in another key. But Sophie was always a lottery.
"Yeah. Maybe that's the problem. We, too, Nathan. "
That said, let Sophie poised his glass on the mat and put his legs into the cold water the pool, while he dived, Nathan hurried to save him, so that the water is mixed with spirits. At that time was of little importance, but Sophie was swimming in the pool with anger, with many movements meats, rose up the ladder and put on the robe.
"Come on, Sophie, what?" He cried, from the center of the pool. "I leave here with these drinks? At least tell me what is the problem! Let's talk! "
'It's the problem, Nathan," she answered, however, leaning forward, as if his voice had been able to feel more strongly, by doing it. She pointed to herself, as if it were there, the problem. "We we too, Nathan! We, too, "And
finished saying this, he turned on his heels - or, rather, on the heels naked - and walked hurriedly toward the inside of the villa. She would go the other, leaving him there alone.
sighed heavily, letting out a sigh of exasperation. Then he looked at the glass still full of Sophie. He took another sip from his and carried away by the waves produced artificially on that mattress, waiting for the alcohol takes away yet another fight.
too.
could not understand what had made her angry.
Title: The importance of the words
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Sophie Deveraux
Pairing: Nathan / Sophie
Prompt: 063. Summer
Rating: Yellow
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy
Plot: At the end of a mission, Nathan and Sophie find themselves talk. Nathan, however, it combines one of his ...
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it
The chicken was staring at her with adoring air, too adoring, and lingered insistently on his legs are constantly moistened Nathan lips and doubted it was because he was thirsty. "With a good drink and a nice air mattress between me, my costume bath and the water of this beautiful pool, everything is perfect, mon cher. "he was saying and Sophie, Nathan, those words came uncomfortably good ear, through the damn headset. He wanted a drink of liquor though, given the season, would be more suitable as a drink glow that Sophie was holding in one hand. Instead had to pretend to prune the plants. And the shear weighed a lot, especially in that heat wave.
"Sophie," called her back. "Stop flatter and begins to talk business. I want to leave. "
" I want to overthrow the mat. "Parker was saying, working with the safe, a floor above them.
"Why?" Asked the voice of Hardison.
"that pig Because I do not like it at all." Replied the girl, this time absorbed. "Maybe we could pass it off as an accident! Nathan is the closest. "Through the headset, all of them noticed the amused tone and sadist with whom he said the words that follow:" I'm sure there are already thinking about an hour. From what is there to bask in the sun? Ah, like cooked oysters. "He stopped, struck by a thought, then said, quickly:" They say that they are an aphrodisiac. "
" Parker continues to do your job, "Nathan said curtly. He continued to look through the hedge, passionate Sophie that rubbed my foot on the calf of their chicken, but not without experiencing the desire to amputate as he did with that branch which, unfortunately, not have been cut out: now, that poor duck, its beak was missing everything.
Not bad, so the place would be attached, once they had unmasked the guy.
* Six hours later, after beating some security officers, the hacker hacked, broken into a burglar and a memorable stop, the team had decided to enjoy a well earned rest in the villa of the rich profiteer, before returning to base, with a reasonable allowance for their clients and a bit 'more justice to the world. Nathan and Sophie, half-reclining on the mattress, exchanged a toast.
Parker, Hardison and Eliot were admiring the portrait gallery that would soon be sent to auction and why Parker had so much longed for and asked Nathan to get one for them, as compensation for all the heat they had to endure, along with barrel, but this had added Eliot.
'It was really a great day, eh? "
Sophie's voice came muffled to the ears, but still managed to tear him from his thoughts and the contemplation of his glass filled with that same red liquid that she and their last victim had been drinking that afternoon, before they leave him to finish that thing that Nathan and she continued to refuse to propose. "Eh? Ah, yes, yes. "
'E' Something happened, Nathan? I see strange ... "his eyes suddenly thinned, and his lips curled. "You were jealous, by any chance?"
"No. .." he said, grimacing uncaring.
"Sure?"
"Yes, well ..."
"So what is it?"
"Nothing." He replied, then, dare to drink a long drink of that thing. He was strong. And at that point was all that mattered. "Really nothing. Great night, great booty. This house, this pool, even the mattress ... "
" You and I ... "suggested Sophie, in a low voice, allusive. His eyes clear
Nathan pushed to lower her. "Yes, well. Even. "
" What do you mean too? "
" We are here. "He explained, and ventured to look again. He had a look of reproach that he brought the doubt have said something wrong. And was wondering what it is, after all, did not seem to have said nothing that could be misunderstood or read in another key. But Sophie was always a lottery.
"Yeah. Maybe that's the problem. We, too, Nathan. "
That said, let Sophie poised his glass on the mat and put his legs into the cold water the pool, while he dived, Nathan hurried to save him, so that the water is mixed with spirits. At that time was of little importance, but Sophie was swimming in the pool with anger, with many movements meats, rose up the ladder and put on the robe.
"Come on, Sophie, what?" He cried, from the center of the pool. "I leave here with these drinks? At least tell me what is the problem! Let's talk! "
'It's the problem, Nathan," she answered, however, leaning forward, as if his voice had been able to feel more strongly, by doing it. She pointed to herself, as if it were there, the problem. "We we too, Nathan! We, too, "And
finished saying this, he turned on his heels - or, rather, on the heels naked - and walked hurriedly toward the inside of the villa. She would go the other, leaving him there alone.
sighed heavily, letting out a sigh of exasperation. Then he looked at the glass still full of Sophie. He took another sip from his and carried away by the waves produced artificially on that mattress, waiting for the alcohol takes away yet another fight.
too.
could not understand what had made her angry.
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
How Old Is Bow Wow 2010
Estate Leverage. Nathan Ford. 062. Spring
Title: Rondini, role playing and a lot of patience
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Eliot Spencer, Alec Hardison, Parker
Prompt: 062. Spring
Rating: Green
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy , comedian
Plot: Hardison is at the home of Nathan and his character in a role-playing game has been hacked. By whom? How will Nathan to find out?
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it
"Oh, hell, I have the frigates all! All of them! "Hardison launched an expletive and glares at the computer screen. It is a morning like any other, even more quiet than usual: they are in a break between missions at each other and have no reason to stay together under one roof. Nathan is preparing a coffee and Hardison was placed there in his house very early to dive into a new role-playing game that has found the network and which has illegally downloaded codes. Nathan has learned little, if Hardison also dedicated himself to explain word for word as it did to enter the site.
Sometimes the guy does not understand that his teammates are, and that of ordinary mortals, a computer, they can barely turn it on.
Nathan is convinced, however, that Hardison is not everything with the head and that his genius lose it below those role-playing games with names hard to remember.
"Hardison, I love running, I see myself in an hour with a customer," he says, more loudly, to make him share in his presence, or at least let him know that in that house, at his home, c 'someone is.
"Yes, yes, do not worry, Nathan!" She says, fast, boy. He started tapping your fingers on the keyboard, so fast that it is safe to come off Nathan. "That pig has cheated me all! You ... is ... an accursed thief! "Nathan
refrain from making jokes on the thieves who are robbed by thieves; Look at the pictures that move on the screen of his laptop and decides to move closer to understanding what they are. He sees strange anthropomorphic animals who speak to each other by sliding a few strips such as those of the newscast, which, however, are printed only gibberish. She bends to look better and try to read. But no, those strange words, for him, do not really have meaning.
"What is WTF? She asks, trying to discern the strange language in which the participants are talking of the game. Hardison puts his fingers on the keyboard and, very slowly, turning his head toward him.
'It' cry. "He says, with indignation.
him, feeling so involved in the case, we call straight and takes a sip of coffee. "I'm sorry if I do not know your language from hackers," he exclaims, seriously.
'Language ...' Hardison shakes his head, even more indignant. "It 's just the language of the Internet! It's faster, when you write. And especially when they steal the bird, "
Nathan frowns. "The ... swallows? You have stolen ... swallows? "
" Yes, you see, I am the lion is the king of this bunch of losers. "Hardison says pointing to the screen. Make a circle around a couple of zebras and some antelopes in armor that look like minions of the court. "I must win a certain number of swallows to give my future wife. In fact, only the lions can win the swallows, and if a lion is able to give away than they are used to this bride, you take the kingdom and oust the former king, that would be me. Now, I was almost at the finish line. I missed three swallows and this morning when I logged on, I had only three. Someone here, I hacked the account and has paid, I tell you! "
" And because you're a genius, you can not get them back? "Question Nathan, puzzled.
"Yes, well ... Certainly, if I knew who it was, I could. And how do I know? There are seventeen lions instead of calling himself the king of beasts, "
Nathan shakes his head. "This is too much." Mumbles. He feels he is better to disappear from circulation by not having to hear strange stories of swallows virtual disappear and king of the animals that want to unseat Hardison from his throne, and they say that Parker is the odd one. What about Hardison says that in that gibberish?
decides to go down to wait for the customer at the bar and in the meantime will get another cup of coffee or maybe a drink, even if the time was not right, if there is called Nathan Ford and you have just heard many speculations on a lion and swallows.
Nathan looks up to heaven, when he arrived in the street and sees just three of swallows that dart into the sky at great speed, as if they had the feeling that those parties, there was a jail for trying to win a lioness for possession of a kingdom that does not exist.
Spring is here for a couple of days, the weather improved, Boston has been invaded by a teporino not bad, and usually when we talk about this season, one thinks of love in bloom, flowers, perfumes , to pollen allergies, if you are not romantic, it is also thought to swallows return from their migration.
Hardison must have missed those lessons, in elementary school, now otherwise would not be in to play with the computer. That's what Nathan thinks, and puts her nose in a bar and sees Eliot and Parker, laughing like crazy, they are in front of a computer, seated together at a table.
Nathan frowns. Do you think this is the first time he sees them so well together and they question why. He approaches them cautiously.
"Come on, prendigliene another," people say to Eliot.
"Wait a minute ... ah, look how angry, "Parker replied, so amused that his acute laughter fills the room.
"Yeah ... Let them disappear ... Nathan! "
Eliot Parker and notice of him only when he stops in front of them and covers the light through its own shadow. Fixes them seeking an explanation, raises an eyebrow and their expressions, to have fun, you are guilty. There is no need to talk. Parker turns the laptop to him and before his eyes are formed of the images that he would rather forget: lions dressed as kings, guards dressed as zebras and antelopes idlers.
Nathan thinks it's the worst punishment that could touch them. But where Sophie when she needs her? And if the customer came first and saw members of his team playing at being animals? What would you say? Who would trust them anymore, when their minds had been swallowed by computer and pulped by the arrival of spring?
"What are you doing?" Asks, raising her arms to the limit of patience.
"We are destroying the account of Hardison. This game is sending the smoke in the brain. "Says Eliot. "But was more fun than expected. "
Parker starts to smile like that disturbing when you really enjoy. "You should see how he gets angry. We have screwed all the swallows. And even then steal all the weapons, "
" Actually, "says Eliot. "It is not that we steal them to him ... Parker took the data from your account and remove all objects that Hardison has won during the game. There is an interesting option called surrender. "
" I saw him enter the password so I used ... is so tender, "she exclaims, putting both hands on the heart and showing met expression. "The password was Parker."
"Good." Replied Nathan, with an ironic smile and pulled. "And as this could help us not to make a figure of shit with the customer?"
Both lose the air and exchanged excited glances.
"Maybe you're right." Eliot says, and sighs, closes the laptop dry with a gesture, raising protests from Parker.
"Hey! But the weapons! I still had to take up arms, "Eliot
looks away and smiles at Nathan. "We think of you?"
"First I want to know something." Nathan raises a hand to ask them to be quiet and listen. "Why?"
"Why?" Parker replies, moving his eyes from him to which Eliot lost my smile and now it just seems very, very angry.
"Why Hardison, in recent times, only talks about this stupid game! Even Sophie says, which is becoming crazy. "Hisses between his teeth.
'It's true. So we thought, "continues Parker. 'To bring her character to the base level. So maybe the stops. "
Nathan can not believe their ears: not only Hardison has made up his mind to conquer the swallows, we bring them too now! Can not get any worse. "And it would be easier to cancel, your account?"
Eliot and Parker exchanged glances. He moves his head from side to side, she remains rigid, staring at the blank with wide eyes.
"Well, actually ..."
Title: Rondini, role playing and a lot of patience
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Eliot Spencer, Alec Hardison, Parker
Prompt: 062. Spring
Rating: Green
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy , comedian
Plot: Hardison is at the home of Nathan and his character in a role-playing game has been hacked. By whom? How will Nathan to find out?
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it
"Oh, hell, I have the frigates all! All of them! "Hardison launched an expletive and glares at the computer screen. It is a morning like any other, even more quiet than usual: they are in a break between missions at each other and have no reason to stay together under one roof. Nathan is preparing a coffee and Hardison was placed there in his house very early to dive into a new role-playing game that has found the network and which has illegally downloaded codes. Nathan has learned little, if Hardison also dedicated himself to explain word for word as it did to enter the site.
Sometimes the guy does not understand that his teammates are, and that of ordinary mortals, a computer, they can barely turn it on.
Nathan is convinced, however, that Hardison is not everything with the head and that his genius lose it below those role-playing games with names hard to remember.
"Hardison, I love running, I see myself in an hour with a customer," he says, more loudly, to make him share in his presence, or at least let him know that in that house, at his home, c 'someone is.
"Yes, yes, do not worry, Nathan!" She says, fast, boy. He started tapping your fingers on the keyboard, so fast that it is safe to come off Nathan. "That pig has cheated me all! You ... is ... an accursed thief! "Nathan
refrain from making jokes on the thieves who are robbed by thieves; Look at the pictures that move on the screen of his laptop and decides to move closer to understanding what they are. He sees strange anthropomorphic animals who speak to each other by sliding a few strips such as those of the newscast, which, however, are printed only gibberish. She bends to look better and try to read. But no, those strange words, for him, do not really have meaning.
"What is WTF? She asks, trying to discern the strange language in which the participants are talking of the game. Hardison puts his fingers on the keyboard and, very slowly, turning his head toward him.
'It' cry. "He says, with indignation.
him, feeling so involved in the case, we call straight and takes a sip of coffee. "I'm sorry if I do not know your language from hackers," he exclaims, seriously.
'Language ...' Hardison shakes his head, even more indignant. "It 's just the language of the Internet! It's faster, when you write. And especially when they steal the bird, "
Nathan frowns. "The ... swallows? You have stolen ... swallows? "
" Yes, you see, I am the lion is the king of this bunch of losers. "Hardison says pointing to the screen. Make a circle around a couple of zebras and some antelopes in armor that look like minions of the court. "I must win a certain number of swallows to give my future wife. In fact, only the lions can win the swallows, and if a lion is able to give away than they are used to this bride, you take the kingdom and oust the former king, that would be me. Now, I was almost at the finish line. I missed three swallows and this morning when I logged on, I had only three. Someone here, I hacked the account and has paid, I tell you! "
" And because you're a genius, you can not get them back? "Question Nathan, puzzled.
"Yes, well ... Certainly, if I knew who it was, I could. And how do I know? There are seventeen lions instead of calling himself the king of beasts, "
Nathan shakes his head. "This is too much." Mumbles. He feels he is better to disappear from circulation by not having to hear strange stories of swallows virtual disappear and king of the animals that want to unseat Hardison from his throne, and they say that Parker is the odd one. What about Hardison says that in that gibberish?
decides to go down to wait for the customer at the bar and in the meantime will get another cup of coffee or maybe a drink, even if the time was not right, if there is called Nathan Ford and you have just heard many speculations on a lion and swallows.
Nathan looks up to heaven, when he arrived in the street and sees just three of swallows that dart into the sky at great speed, as if they had the feeling that those parties, there was a jail for trying to win a lioness for possession of a kingdom that does not exist.
Spring is here for a couple of days, the weather improved, Boston has been invaded by a teporino not bad, and usually when we talk about this season, one thinks of love in bloom, flowers, perfumes , to pollen allergies, if you are not romantic, it is also thought to swallows return from their migration.
Hardison must have missed those lessons, in elementary school, now otherwise would not be in to play with the computer. That's what Nathan thinks, and puts her nose in a bar and sees Eliot and Parker, laughing like crazy, they are in front of a computer, seated together at a table.
Nathan frowns. Do you think this is the first time he sees them so well together and they question why. He approaches them cautiously.
"Come on, prendigliene another," people say to Eliot.
"Wait a minute ... ah, look how angry, "Parker replied, so amused that his acute laughter fills the room.
"Yeah ... Let them disappear ... Nathan! "
Eliot Parker and notice of him only when he stops in front of them and covers the light through its own shadow. Fixes them seeking an explanation, raises an eyebrow and their expressions, to have fun, you are guilty. There is no need to talk. Parker turns the laptop to him and before his eyes are formed of the images that he would rather forget: lions dressed as kings, guards dressed as zebras and antelopes idlers.
Nathan thinks it's the worst punishment that could touch them. But where Sophie when she needs her? And if the customer came first and saw members of his team playing at being animals? What would you say? Who would trust them anymore, when their minds had been swallowed by computer and pulped by the arrival of spring?
"What are you doing?" Asks, raising her arms to the limit of patience.
"We are destroying the account of Hardison. This game is sending the smoke in the brain. "Says Eliot. "But was more fun than expected. "
Parker starts to smile like that disturbing when you really enjoy. "You should see how he gets angry. We have screwed all the swallows. And even then steal all the weapons, "
" Actually, "says Eliot. "It is not that we steal them to him ... Parker took the data from your account and remove all objects that Hardison has won during the game. There is an interesting option called surrender. "
" I saw him enter the password so I used ... is so tender, "she exclaims, putting both hands on the heart and showing met expression. "The password was Parker."
"Good." Replied Nathan, with an ironic smile and pulled. "And as this could help us not to make a figure of shit with the customer?"
Both lose the air and exchanged excited glances.
"Maybe you're right." Eliot says, and sighs, closes the laptop dry with a gesture, raising protests from Parker.
"Hey! But the weapons! I still had to take up arms, "Eliot
looks away and smiles at Nathan. "We think of you?"
"First I want to know something." Nathan raises a hand to ask them to be quiet and listen. "Why?"
"Why?" Parker replies, moving his eyes from him to which Eliot lost my smile and now it just seems very, very angry.
"Why Hardison, in recent times, only talks about this stupid game! Even Sophie says, which is becoming crazy. "Hisses between his teeth.
'It's true. So we thought, "continues Parker. 'To bring her character to the base level. So maybe the stops. "
Nathan can not believe their ears: not only Hardison has made up his mind to conquer the swallows, we bring them too now! Can not get any worse. "And it would be easier to cancel, your account?"
Eliot and Parker exchanged glances. He moves his head from side to side, she remains rigid, staring at the blank with wide eyes.
"Well, actually ..."
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